On Religion

“The hardest part of life after the Darkening was the loss of the Maiden.  Without Her, our religion ceased to exist.  You have to understand, Jerilyn, prayer was our most sacred responsibility; it kept the Dark Lord imprisoned.  When She departed, She left a huge void in our lives.  It wasn’t until the next age, when the Primals brought forth new Gods to serve Mankind that religion returned to Sangrar, though the religions of humanity bear no resemblance to the Maiden’s worship.”  Kandol Elf Lord

On Dark Ones

“Each species of Dark One had its own place in the Darkhold.  The Maldoks were on top, fell sorcerers of dark repute that the Dark Lord chose to captain his legions and guard against treachery from the Erlikarrin, especially Cthar, whose designs on the Throne of Terror were well known to the Dark Lord.  After the Maldoks came the Jixari, the cruelest of the Dark Ones and Cthar’s favorites.  I touched their thoughts, Jerilyn, and you can’t imagine the depths of their depravity.  After these two came the lesser Dark Ones – Goblins, Orcs, Trolls, Giants and the rest –  great in numbers but naught else.  The Ulgarja were bred with strength to rule but lacked cunning and never amounted to being more than Zara’s pets.  The most feared denizen of the Darkhold, save the Dark Lord and his godlings, was none other than the Traitor; his malevolence dwarfed all others.  He may once have been as you or I, but his resurrection in the Pits transformed him into a primal force for evil.  Neither Dark One nor Elder Race, he was both more and less than either.”   Kandol Elf Lord

On the Prophecies

“Thanks to the Lady, I know more of the Prophecies’ secrets than most of the Gods and until today, I’ve kept them close to my heart.  I’ve lived on Sangrar a long time, Jerilyn, many lifetimes worth, and I grow weary of the world.  But, thank Finbardin, I have seen signs that we’re moving towards the final confrontation.  The day of my rebirth in the Outermost Heavens is at hand, and so I must pass on the Lady’s wisdom.  I have chosen you, Jerilyn, to put the Prophecies down in writing, a feat never before done.  The Prophecies must not be lost so I leave it to you, old friend, to preserve them for posterity, but take caution.  This is a loose translation at best.  As originally rendered, the Prophecies assaulted the Craeylu on a multitude of levels, containing hints of the future far too complex for mere words to express.”  Kandol Elf Lord

On Earth song

“I was like a blind man regaining his sight.  Deprived of the Stones for so long, I welcomed their song as a long lost friend, little realizing what my actions portended.  After the Reckoning, I realized that was the moment of victory.  If not for that, I might not have known how to make that which was dead live again.”  Kandol Elf Lord

On Good-byes

“In a way, I’m glad that I slept through the Reckoning.  After everything I’d been through, I don’t know if I could have handled it.  I don’t mind that I missed the appearance of the Balance.  By Deridean, I’ve seen enough of it in my time, though I’d liked to have seen the Herald and the Primals.  My biggest regret was not saying goodbye to those I loved.  You have to understand, Jerilyn, it was different back then.  These were people I’d shared many lifetimes with.  We’d laughed, we’d cried, we’d loved and we’d survived.  To awake and find them gone was like losing part of myself.  Thank Finbardin Velora decided to stay behind.  I don’t know what I’d have done without her.”  Kandol Elf Lord

On the Prophecies

“The Prophecies tell us what will happen, Jerilyn, not how, and as you’ve no doubt learned, they’re easily misinterpreted.  You have to remember, the Craeylu withheld them from the Firstborn at the Congress of the Gods, sharing what they deemed necessary, but no more.  My wife’s kindred devoted centuries of study to understanding the Prophecies yet they pierced but a fraction of their mysteries, only, I suspect, what the Balance wanted them to know.”  Kandol Elf Lord

On … You know

“You have no idea how happy I was to see him, Jerilyn.  It had been nearly three thousand years since we said farewell near the Ravir dens of Jahar.  He’d taken up service with the Beast Lord so long ago that I’d given up any hope of seeing him again, just as I’d abandoned all thought of a reunion with Andis.  It’s ironic, isn’t it?  We’re so tightly bound to one another, yet not once have the three of us been together.”  Kandol Elf Lord

On Honor

“Honor is a powerful thing, Jerilyn and it’s not limited to the Forge Folk.  Honor shook Aeris out of his doldrums, not the Lady.  She may have nudged him, but in the end, he had to decide for himself that enough was enough.  He hardened his grief into a spear of honor that gave him the courage to lead.  I’ve seen it time and time again over the centuries.  When Topaz of Bayor blinded Galamark, the Lord of Renk hid in shame for years before emerging from seclusion to lead the scattered armies of Renk against the Bayorian occupation.”   Kandol Elf Lord

On Turning

“Rabyn was not the only God to go mad.  Remember the Caretaker?  Jealousy was her undoing.  She never forgave the Explorer for accepting Aeriel’s assistance or for spurning her offer to help with Velya, Vyllna and Vorya.  He tried to explain, but she would hear none of it and slunk off to Velya, where her jealousy twisted into hate in the moonshadow, making her easy prey for the Dark Lord’s whispers.  Personally, I have more sympathy for Rabyn’s plight.  His madness stemmed from his love for the Dolforro and as twisted as he’d become, at least he was trying, albeit in some perverted fashion, to do good, as he saw it.  But her defection was due to much baser motives.”  Kandol Elf Lord